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Friday, January 28, 2011

Something new.

Fun.

Messy.

A wee bit expensive.

But look at this.

I tea dyed them.

I will share photos after they are hung.

Thank you Susanna and Modern Domestic. Oh, and the clothes dryer is made from reclaimed bits of wood from the mills that would normally be burned or destroyed by a wood worker in Eugene. Manly found it here. You know what this means, right? Yep. The SUN WAS SHINING. The best part? I put a FREE sign on our old one, (which was still in working order, we just outgrew it) and set it on the lawn. Soon enough a kind gent happened by, boy child was mulching the Christmas Tree, saw them exchange a nod. Off went the gent with a new/old drying rack. Just in time for warmer weather. I know... I am just keeping my fingers crossed.

Oh, did I mention? The fabric is from Goodwill. Pre-made canvas curtains from Target, their clearance stuff finds it's way to GW. The most expensive one? $4.99. Three of them were half off. Shout out to Miss Robyn! Love half off at the thrift store.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Kwan-Yin in Her Winter Garden

To those who visit here for uplifting thoughts. I had a moment of, well, human-ness. So, I am sorry if I hurt anyone's feelings or scared you away. We will return to our regularly scheduled program: Grace. Healing. Hope.

Because that is what this space is meant to do... remind me that life is not as dark as I see it. That somewhere, deep below the charred remains of my former life, is the girl I know. The girl who is happy enough to have a breeze kiss my cheek.

So, please come back. Even you, H-1 and H-2. What you are seeing is how I want to view the world, it is my hope for a brighter future.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Let's see...which people in my life are actually stressors?

Oh, I know. You. You are my stressors. My ex-husband is not my stressor. I am fully aware of his every motivation, unlike, well...You.

You have had me filmed, you have followed me, you clearly read my blog EVERY DAY. Or at least you think it is important to set one of your paralegal's at a desk in your fancy office and catalog my blog entries. I am so sorry, Mr. or Miss Paralegal. It must be so boring for you.

Oh, and by the way...H1, You were overheard by the woman you were flirting with sitting on the steps in my attorney's office before my deposition. She saw you give H2 a big pat on the back and say, " Go get her." Yep. "GO GET HER!" How about "Good luck?" or "Do a good job?"

Hmmm, just because one is paranoid doesn't mean they AREN'T OUT TO GET YOU.

So, the next few posts will be dedicated to you, H1 and H2, since you are here already...I might as well give you something to read...Because, I am watching you too.

I spent several years living in Seattle in the early 90's. It was still a little sleepy and the great influx of California natives had yet to arrive. I would take my wee ones on the ferry for a treat. No place to go, just enjoying being on the Puget Sound. Now the wee ones are grown and have little interest in hanging with their mom for too long...So, my love and I headed north.

Not a drop of rain, only clear skies and freezing temps. But, oh, the sunshine. Be still my winterized heart...